Lyrics:
Back about eighteen and twenty five
I left Tennessee very much alive
I never would've made it through the Arkansas mud
If I hadn't been riding on the Tennessee stud
Had some trouble with my sweetheart's Pa
One of her brothers was a bad outlaw
I wrote a letter to my uncle Spud
And I rode away on the Tennessee stud
The Tennessee Stud was long and lean
The color of the sun and his eyes were green
He had the nerve and he had the blood
There never was a horse like Tennessee stud
Drifted on down into no man's land
Across the river called the Rio Grande
Raced my horse with the Spaniard's foe
'Til I got me a skin full of silver and gold
Me and the gambler, we couldn't agree
We got in a fight over Tennessee
Pulled our guns and he fell with a thud
And I rode away on a Tennessee stud
The Tennessee stud was long and lean
The color of the sun and his eyes were green
He had the nerve and he had the blood
There was never a horse like the Tennessee stud
I rode right back across Arkansas
I whipped her brother and I whipped her Pa
I found that girl with the golden hair
She was riding on a Tennessee mare
Pretty little baby on the cabin floor
Little horse colt playing round the door
I loved the girl with the golden hair
And the Tennessee stud loves the Tennessee mare
The Tennessee stud was long and lean
The color of the sun and his eyes were green
He had the nerve and he had the blood
There was never a horse like the Tennessee stud
Back about eighteen and twenty five
I left Tennessee very much alive
I never would've made it through the Arkansas mud
If I hadn't been riding on the Tennessee stud
Had some trouble with my sweetheart's Pa
One of her brothers was a bad outlaw
I wrote a letter to my uncle Spud
And I rode away on the Tennessee stud
The Tennessee Stud was long and lean
The color of the sun and his eyes were green
He had the nerve and he had the blood
There never was a horse like Tennessee stud
Drifted on down into no man's land
Across the river called the Rio Grande
Raced my horse with the Spaniard's foe
'Til I got me a skin full of silver and gold
Me and the gambler, we couldn't agree
We got in a fight over Tennessee
Pulled our guns and he fell with a thud
And I rode away on a Tennessee stud
The Tennessee stud was long and lean
The color of the sun and his eyes were green
He had the nerve and he had the blood
There was never a horse like the Tennessee stud
I rode right back across Arkansas
I whipped her brother and I whipped her Pa
I found that girl with the golden hair
She was riding on a Tennessee mare
Pretty little baby on the cabin floor
Little horse colt playing round the door
I loved the girl with the golden hair
And the Tennessee stud loves the Tennessee mare
The Tennessee stud was long and lean
The color of the sun and his eyes were green
He had the nerve and he had the blood
There was never a horse like the Tennessee stud
Along about eighteen twenty-five
I left Tennessee very much alive
And I never would have gotten through the Arkansas mud
If I hadn't been a-ridin that Tennessee stud
I had some trouble with my sweetheart's pa
And one of her brothers was a bad outlaw
I sent her a letter by my Uncle Fud
And I rode away on the Tennessee stud
CHORUS:
The Tennessee stud was long and lean
The color of the sun and his eyes were green
A-He had the nerve and he had the blood
And there never was a hoss like the Tennessee stud
We drifted on down into no man's land
We crossed that river called the Rio Grande
I raced my hoss with the Spaniard's foal
Till I got me a skin full of silver and gold
Me and the gambler we couldn't agree
We got in a fight over Tennessee
We jerked our guns, and he fell with a thud
And I got away on the Tennessee stud
The Tennessee stud was long and lean
The color of the sun and his eyes were green
A-He had the nerve and he had the blood
And there never was a hoss like the Tennessee stud
Well I got just as lonesome as a man can be
A-Dreaming of my girl in Tennessee
The Tennessee stud's green eyes turned blue
Cause he was a-dreamin' of his sweetheart, too
We loped right back across Arkansas
I whoop her brother and I whoop her pa
When I found that girl with the golden hair
And she was A-ridin' that Tennessee mare (whoa, boy)
The Tennessee stud was long and lean
The color of the sun and his eyes were green
He had the nerve and he had the blood
And there never was a hoss like the Tennessee stud
Stirrup to stirrup and side by side
We crossed them mountains and the valleys wide
We came into Big Muddy then we forded a flood
On the Tennessee mare and the Tennessee stud
There's a pretty little baby on the cabin floor
A little hoss colt playin' 'round the door
I love the girl with golden hair
And the Tennessee stud loves the Tennessee mare (They'se good hosses)
The Tennessee stud was long and lean
The color of the sun and his eyes were green
And he had the nerve and he had the blood
And there never was a hoss like the Tennessee stud
Can't think, can't sleep, can't breathe
Can't think, can't
Everything gettin' harder to find
Everybody jumpin' out of they mind
Everybody goin' out of they skins
See we get to the end but that's where we begin
You feel it
Mannequins say we breakin' the mold
Breakin' out and we breakin' the codes
Similar to the Jacques Cousteau
To the depths and you're wet
So your tank explodes, so get it out
Send your body to flight
Everybody got a target tonight
Everybody come along for the ride
All you studs and you duds and you ladies, let's fly
Grip the moment like you grippin' the earth
Feel the weight and you feelin' the girth
Now you get it, now you feelin' your worth
Feel the sound you used to make
When everything thing used to hurt, it goes
Oh, no time to rest
Just do your best
Oh, what you hear is not a test
We're only here to make you
We're only here to make you
We're only here to make you
We're only here to make you go
Gotta go, gotta make it in time
Brightest star gonna be the guide
Gotta get you to the other side
To where the butterflies and where the peach reside
The first five minutes for the fifteen of fame
Five seconds 'fore you're saying my name
I'm deadly, sharpshooting the game
Gonna hit you and this whole execution is aim
Get together and we building a fire (fire)
Clear smoke and it's taking us higher (higher)
Hands up, everyone is one
If you see yourself making it
You're seeing the sun
Metropolis on the edge of control
They take our money, but they won't take our soul
Fuck that, ain't gon' do it no mo'
Won't do what we told and we ain't gonna fold
We go
Oh, no time to rest
Just do your best
Oh, what you hear is not a test, uh
We're only here to make you
We're only here to make you
We're only here to make you
We're only here to make you go
Go, go
Go, go, go
Can't think, can't sleep, can't breathe, uh
Can't think, can't sleep, can't breathe, uh
Everybody jumpin' out of they mind
Everybody goin' out of they skins
Everybody jumpin' out of they mind
Everybody goin' out of they skins
Uh, uh, uh (uh)
Uh, uh, uh (uh)
Uh, uh, uh (uh)
Uh, uh, uh
Oh, no time to rest
Just do your best
Oh, what you hear is not a test, uh
We're only here to make you
We're only here to make you
We're only here to make you
We're only here to make you go
Feeling so tired, can't understand it
Just had a fortnight's sleep
I'm feeling so tired, I'm so distracted
Ain't touched a thing all week
I'm feeling drunk, juiced up and sloppy
Ain't touched a drink all night
I'm feeling hungry, can't see the reason
Just ate a horse meat pie
Yeah when you call my name
I salivate like a Pavlov dog
Yeah when you lay me out
My heart is beating louder than a big bass drum, alright
Yeah, you got to mix it child
You got to fix it must be love
It's a bitch, yeah
You got to mix it child
You got to fix it but love
It's a bitch, alright
Sometimes I'm sexy, move like a stud
Like kicking the stall all night
Sometimes I'm so shy, got to be worked on
Don't have no bark or bite, alright
Yeah when you call my name
I salivate like a Pavlov dog
Yeah when you lay me out
My heart is bumpin' louder than a big bass drum, alright
I said hey, yeah I feel alright now
Got to be a
Hey, I feel alright now
Hey hey hey
Hey hey yeah
Hey hey hey
Hey hey yeah
Hey hey hey
Hey hey yeah
Hey hey hey
Hey hey yeah
Hey hey hey
I'm puttin' on my top hat
Tyin' up my white tie
Brushin' off my tails
I'm dudein' up my shirt front
Puttin' in the shirt studs
Polishin' my nails
I'm steppin' out, my dear
To breathe an atmosphere
That simply reeks with class
And I trust that you'll excuse my dust
When I step on the gas
For I'll be there
Puttin' down my top hat
Mussin' up my white tie
Dancin' in my tails
I just got an invitation through the mails
Your presence requested this evening, it's formal
A top hat, a white tie and tails
Nothing now could take the wind out of my sails
Because I'm invited to step out this evening
With top hat, and white tie and tails
I'm puttin' on my top hat
Tyin' up my white tie
Brushin' off my tails
I'm dudein' up my shirt front
Puttin' in the shirt studs
Polishin' my nails
I'm steppin' out, my dear
To breathe an atmosphere
That simply reeks with class
And I trust that you'll excuse my dust
When I step on the gas
For I'll be there
Puttin' down my top hat
Mussin' up my white tie
Dancin' in my tails
Then he moved into the corner, face down like the Jack of Hearts
Backstage the girls were playin' five-card stud by the stairs
Lily had two queens, she was hopin' for a third to match her pair
Outside the streets were fillin' up, the window was open wide
A gentle breeze was blowin', you could feel it from inside
Lily called another bet and drew up the Jack of Hearts
Big Jim was no one's fool, he owned the town's only diamond mine
He made his usual entrance lookin' so dandy and so fine
With his bodyguards and silver cane and every hair in place
He took whatever he wanted to and he laid it all to waste
But his bodyguards and silver cane were no match for the Jack of Hearts
Rosemary combed her hair and took a carriage into town
She slipped in through the side door lookin' like a queen without a crown
She fluttered her false eyelashes and whispered in his ear
"Sorry, darlin', that I'm late," but he didn't seem to hear
He was starin' into space over at the Jack of Hearts
"I know I've seen that face before," Big Jim was thinkin' to himself
"Maybe down in Mexico or a picture up on somebody's shelf"
But then the crowd began to stamp their feet and the house lights did dim
And in the darkness of the room there was only Jim and him
Starin' at the butterfly who just drew the Jack of Hearts
Lily was a princess, she was fair-skinned and precious as a child
She did whatever she had to do, she had that certain flash every time she smiled
She'd come away from a broken home, had lots of strange affairs
With men in every walk of life which took her everywhere
But she'd never met anyone quite like the Jack of Hearts
The hangin' judge came in unnoticed and was being wined and dined
The drillin' in the wall kept up but no one seemed to pay it any mind
It was known all around that Lily had Jim's ring
And nothing would ever come between Lily and the king
No, nothin' ever would except maybe the Jack of Hearts
Rosemary started drinkin' hard and seein' her reflection in the knife
She was tired of the attention, tired of playin' the role of Big Jim's wife
She had done a lot of bad things, even once tried suicide
Was lookin' to do just one good deed before she died
She was gazin' to the future, riding on the Jack of Hearts
Lily took her dress off and buried it away
"Has your luck run out?"
Stirrup to stirrup and side by side we crossed the
mountains and the valleys wide
We came to Big Muddy and we forded the flood
And the Tennessee Mare and the Tennessee Stud
A pretty little baby and the cabin floor a little horse
cold playin' round the door
And I love the girl with the golden hair
And the Tennessee Stud loves the Tennessee Mare
The Tennesee Stud was long and lean...
Feeling so tired, can't understand it
Just had a fortnight's sleep
I'm feeling so tired, I'm so distracted
Ain't touched a thing all week
I'm feeling drunk, juiced up and sloppy
Ain't touched a drink all night
I'm feeling hungry, can't see the reason
Just ate a horse meat pie
Yeah when you call my name
I salivate like a Pavlov dog
Yeah when you lay me out
My heart is beating louder than a big bass drum, alright
Yeah, you got to mix it child
You got to fix it must be love
It's a bitch, yeah
You got to mix it child
You got to fix it but love
It's a bitch, alright
Sometimes I'm sexy, move like a stud
Like kicking the stall all night
Sometimes I'm so shy, got to be worked on
Don't have no bark or bite, alright
Yeah when you call my name
I salivate like a Pavlov dog
Yeah when you lay me out
My heart is bumpin' louder than a big bass drum, alright
I said hey, yeah I feel alright now
Got to be a
Hey, I feel alright now
Hey hey hey
Hey hey yeah
Hey hey hey
Hey hey yeah
Hey hey hey
Hey hey yeah
Hey hey hey
Hey hey yeah
Hey hey hey
I had skin like leather and the diamond-hard look of a cobra
I was born blue and weathered but I burst just like a supernova
I could walk like Brando right into the sun, then dance just like a Casanova
With my blackjack and jacket and hair slicked sweet
Silver star studs on my duds, just like a Harley in heat
When I strut down the street, I could feel its heart beat
The sisters fell back and said, "Don't that man look pretty"
The cripple on the corner cried out, "Nickels for your pity"
Then gasoline boys downtown sure talk gritty
It's so hard to be a saint in the city
I was the king of the alley, Mama, I could talk some trash
I was the prince of the paupers, crowned downtown at the beggar's bash
I was the pimp's main prophet, I kept everything cool
Just a backstreet gambler with the luck to lose
And when the heat came down it was left on the ground
The devil appeared like Jesus through the steam in the street
Showin' me a hand I knew even the cops couldn't beat
I felt his hot breath on my neck as I dove into the heat
It's so hard to be a saint when you're just a boy out on the street
And the sages of the subway sit just like the living dead
As the tracks clack out the rhythm, their eyes fixed straight ahead
They ride the line of balance and hold on by just a thread
But it's too hot in these tunnels, you can get hit up by the heat
You get up to get out at your next stop, but they push you back in your seat
Your heart starts beatin' faster as you struggle to your feet
Then you're outa that hole and back up on the street
And then South Side sisters sure look pretty
The cripple on the corner cries out, "Nickels for your pity"
And then downtown boys, they sure talk gritty
It's so hard to be a saint in the city
Then he moved into the corner, face down like the Jack of Hearts
Backstage the girls were playin' five-card stud by the stairs
Lily had two queens, she was hopin' for a third to match her pair
Outside the streets were fillin' up, the window was open wide
A gentle breeze was blowin', you could feel it from inside
Lily called another bet and drew up the Jack of Hearts
Big Jim was no one's fool, he owned the town's only diamond mine
He made his usual entrance lookin' so dandy and so fine
With his bodyguards and silver cane and every hair in place
He took whatever he wanted to and he laid it all to waste
But his bodyguards and silver cane were no match for the Jack of Hearts
Rosemary combed her hair and took a carriage into town
She slipped in through the side door lookin' like a queen without a crown
She fluttered her false eyelashes and whispered in his ear
"Sorry, darlin', that I'm late," but he didn't seem to hear
He was starin' into space over at the Jack of Hearts
"I know I've seen that face before," Big Jim was thinkin' to himself
"Maybe down in Mexico or a picture up on somebody's shelf"
But then the crowd began to stamp their feet and the house lights did dim
And in the darkness of the room there was only Jim and him
Starin' at the butterfly who just drew the Jack of Hearts
Lily was a princess, she was fair-skinned and precious as a child
She did whatever she had to do, she had that certain flash every time she smiled
She'd come away from a broken home, had lots of strange affairs
With men in every walk of life which took her everywhere
But she'd never met anyone quite like the Jack of Hearts
The hangin' judge came in unnoticed and was being wined and dined
The drillin' in the wall kept up but no one seemed to pay it any mind
It was known all around that Lily had Jim's ring
And nothing would ever come between Lily and the king
No, nothin' ever would except maybe the Jack of Hearts
Rosemary started drinkin' hard and seein' her reflection in the knife
She was tired of the attention, tired of playin' the role of Big Jim's wife
She had done a lot of bad things, even once tried suicide
Was lookin' to do just one good deed before she died
She was gazin' to the future, riding on the Jack of Hearts
Lily took her dress off and buried it away
"Has your luck run out?"
And are you lonesome tonight
And do ya need a country cowboy
Who's just thin and tight in those
Br' bus depot jeans
With a squirt resistant stud stud
Hey stoner
Get over there in the spliff bunker one
Because London Bridge was sold somehow
But it was too old anyhow
When Uncle Sam has broken down
We'll make him down in old Japan
Say ye'
Well there ain't no better blend
Than Joe Ely and his Texas Men
Where the wind blows
I ain't seen none like that scenery
You can see from a bus if you pay the price
Wave my arms around
Flag one of those taxi's maybe
I saw a girl somewhere somehow
Forever sticks in my mind somehow
I've just got three lines
And a pair of two's
Like a lucky roll of dice that you
You cast
If music could talk!
I had skin like leather and the diamond-hard look of a cobra
I was born blue and weathered but I burst just like a supernova
I could walk like Brando right into the sun, then dance just like a Casanova
With my blackjack and jacket and hair slicked sweet
Silver star studs on my duds, just like a Harley in heat
When I strut down the street, I could feel its heart beat
The sisters fell back and said, "Don't that man look pretty"
The cripple on the corner cried out, "Nickels for your pity"
Then gasoline boys downtown sure talk gritty
It's so hard to be a saint in the city
I was the king of the alley, Mama, I could talk some trash
I was the prince of the paupers, crowned downtown at the beggar's bash
I was the pimp's main prophet, I kept everything cool
Just a backstreet gambler with the luck to lose
And when the heat came down it was left on the ground
The devil appeared like Jesus through the steam in the street
Showin' me a hand I knew even the cops couldn't beat
I felt his hot breath on my neck as I dove into the heat
It's so hard to be a saint when you're just a boy out on the street
And the sages of the subway sit just like the living dead
As the tracks clack out the rhythm, their eyes fixed straight ahead
They ride the line of balance and hold on by just a thread
But it's too hot in these tunnels, you can get hit up by the heat
You get up to get out at your next stop, but they push you back in your seat
Your heart starts beatin' faster as you struggle to your feet
Then you're outa that hole and back up on the street
And then South Side sisters sure look pretty
The cripple on the corner cries out, "Nickels for your pity"
And then downtown boys, they sure talk gritty
It's so hard to be a saint in the city
Any tough can fight, few can play
Any tough can fight, few can play
Any fool can fall, few can lay
Any fool can fall, few can lay
Any stud can reproduce, few can please
Any stud can reproduce, few can please
Anyone can pay, few can lease
Anyone can pay, few can lease
It's hard
It's hard
(It's a hard, hard hand to hold
(it's a hard, hard hand to hold
It's a hard land to control)
It's a hard land to control)
Any man can claim, few can find
Any man can claim, few can find
Any girl can blink, few can lie
Any girl can blink, few can lie
Anyone can promise, few can raise
Anyone can promise, few can raise
Anyone can try, but a few can stay
Anyone can try, but a few can stay
Any brain can hide, few can stand
Any brain can hide, few can stand
Any kid can fly, few can land
Any kid can fly, few can land
Any gang can scatter, few can form
Any gang can scatter, few can form
Any kid can chatter, few can inform
Any kid can chatter, few can inform
It's hard
It's very, very, very, very hard, so very hard
It's hard
It's very, very, very, very hard, so very hard
It's hard
It's hard
(It's a hard, hard hand to hold
(It's a hard, hard hand to hold
It's a hard land to control)
It's a hard land to control)
Any soul can sleep, few can die
Any soul can sleep, few can die
Any wimp can weep, few can cry
Any wimp can weep, few can cry
Everyone complains, few can state
Everyone complains, few can state
Anyone can stop, few can wait
Anyone can stop, few can wait
It's hard
It's very, very, very, very hard, so very hard
It's hard
It's very, very, very, very hard, so very hard
Anyone can do anything if they hold the right card
Anyone can do anything if they hold the right card
So, I'm thinking about my life now
So, I'm thinking about my life now
I'm thinking very hard
I'm thinking very hard
Deal me another hand, Lord, this one's very hard
Deal me another hand, Lord, this one's very hard
Deal me another hand, Lord, this one's very hard
Deal me another hand, Lord, this one's very hard
Oysters (haha)
Chump, I got my eye on your wifey now (yeah)
I have her lick me up (up) and then wipe me down (down)
She told me, "you's a nag, you's a bug" (damn)
She told me I'm a blast, I'm a stud (damn)
She told me, "you be beastin', you be checkin' for the burns"
So I gave her knee pads for the rug (haha)
It's Skull Gang from the chain to the lifestyle
You surfboard dudes get wiped out, totally
Uh, oh, I'm gettin' money like a motherfucker
Shades darker than a bitch, but I can see
I got everything, you got nothing
But you ain't got nothin' on me
Oh, I'm gettin' money like a motherfucker
Yeah, money you will never see
Yeah, I got everything, you got nothing (uh-huh, uh-huh)
But you ain't got nothin' on me (uh-huh, check me out)
Get you, three, four, get you
Like the number after one, I'ma get me, too
It's Weezy F-U, now you gotta have a baby
My money don't folds nor bends, Mercedes
Maybach, grey-black
And I got a four-four and a 'K, like eight stacks
Fuck your city and your town, I state facts
Take that, no, better yet, like Diddy, "Take that"
Wait, rats, I hate rats, I clean 'em out like Ajax
Got paper like a fax machine, asi-neen
Damn, I mean asinine, I'm dapper don, and after mine
There will be nine, damn, I mean, there will be none
I will be one of the greatest things you've ever felt
You've ever seen, or heard, Carter, Harvard, y'all scared
Not me, not I, call me Young Popeye
Tell Bluto I'm a Nuno, I bring RAL to your funeral
Damn, I mean "Funer-al," "Funer-uhl"
You say "Tomato," I say "To-mah-to"
You say "Get 'em," I say "Got 'em", yeah, I got 'em
Man, you better keep payin' me 'cause you don't want my problems
I be wildin' like Capital One, what is in your wallet?
Well, my daddy left home when I was three
Didn't leave very much to my mom and me
Except this old guitar and an empty bottle of booze
Now I don't blame him 'cause he run and hid
But the meanest thing that my daddy ever did
Was before he left, he went and named me Sue
He must've thought that it was quite a joke
And I got a lot of laughs from a lots of folk
Seems I had to fight my whole life through
Some gal would giggle and I'd turn red
And some guy'd laugh and I'd bust his head
I tell you, life ain't easy for a boy named Sue
But I grew up quick and I grew up mean
My fist got hard and my wits got keener
Roam from town to town to hide my shame
But I made me a vow to the moon and stars
I'd search the honky tonks and bars
And kill that man that gave me that awful name
Well, it was Gatlinburg in mid-July
And I just hit town and my throat was dry
Thought I'd stop and have myself a brew
At an old saloon on a street of mud
There at a table, dealing stud
Sat the dirty, mangy dog that named me Sue
Well, I knew that snake was my own sweet dad
From a worn out picture that my mother had
Knew that scar on his cheek and his evil eye
He was big and bent and gray and old
And I looked at him and my blood ran cold
And I said, "My name is Sue, how do you do?
Well, my daddy left home when I was three
And he didn't leave much to ma and me
Just this old guitar and an empty bottle of booze
Now, I don't blame him 'cause he run and hid
But the meanest thing that he ever did
Was before he left, he went and named me Sue
Well, he must of thought that it was quite a joke
And it got a lot of laughs from lots of folks
It seems I had to fight my whole life through
Some gal would giggle and I'd get red
And some guy'd laughed and I'd bust his head
I tell ya, life ain't easy for a boy named Sue
Well, I grew up quick and I grew up mean
My fist got hard and my wits got keen
Roam from town to town to hide my shame
But I made me a vow to the moon and stars
I'd search the honky-tonks and bars
And kill that man who gave me that awful name
Well, it was Gatlinburg in mid-July
And I just hit town and my throat was dry
I thought I'd stop and have myself a brew
At an old saloon on a street of mud
There at a table, dealing stud
Sat the dirty, mangy dog that named me Sue
Well, I knew that snake was my own sweet dad
From a worn-out picture that my mother'd had
And I knew that scar on his cheek and his evil eye
He was big and bent and gray and old
And I looked at him and my blood ran cold
And I said, "My name is Sue, How do you do?
Sweet sweet wild honey bee
Eat up eat up eat up honey
Mama I'm tellin' you as sure as I'm standing here
She's my girl and that's the way I'm keeping it now mama dear
No good will it do you to stand there and frown at me
The girl's got my heart and my love's coming down on me
My love's coming down since I got a taste of wild honey
You know she's got the sweetness of a honey bee
Wild honey
She got it on and stung me good yes sirree
With all the other stud bees buzzing all around her hive
She singled me out single handed took me alive
Well can you can you gonna take my life eating up her wild honey
(Sweet sweet wild honey bee)
(Eat up eat up eat up honey)
Oh mama she's sweeter
Gettin' sweeter
Sweeter sweeter
Sweet
Wild honey
Let me tell you how she really got to my soul
It ain't funny
The way she make want to sing a little rock 'n' roll
There's nothing quite nice as a kiss of wild honey
I break my back workin' just to save me some money
So I can spend my life with her
Sock it to me wild honey
Wild honey she's mine
Wild honey she's mine
Sweet sweet honey bee
Eat up, eat up, eat up, honey
Mama I'm tellin' you as sure as I'm standing here
She's my girl and that's the way I'm keeping it now mama dear
No good will it do you to stand there and frown at me
The girl's got my heart and my love's coming down on me
My love's coming down since I got a taste of wild honey
You know she's got the sweetness of a honey bee
Wild honey
She got it on and stung me good yes sirree
With all the other stud bees buzzing all around her hive
She singled me out, single handed took me alive
Well can you can, you gonna take my life eating up her wild honey
(Sweet, sweet,honey bee)
(Eat up, eat up, eat up, honey)
Oh mama she's sweeter
Gettin' sweeter
Sweeter, sweeter
Sweet
Wild honey
Let me tell you how she really got to my soul
It ain't funny
The way she make want to sing a little rock 'n' roll
There's nothing quite nice as a kiss of wild honey
I break my back workin' just to save me some money
So I can spend my life with her
Sock it to me wild honey
Wild honey, she's mine
Wild honey, she's mine
(Sweet, sweet,honey bee)
(Eat up, eat up, eat up, honey)
I wrote it myself by the way
And I don't mean to be selfish
But I picture myself gettin' paid
And you might catch pneumonia
'Cause I'm colder than an elf on a sleigh
Uh, me and Pusha back on it
Now everybody help us pray
Lord forgive my sins and all my friends
Dollars make sense, I'm tryna get paid
Tryna get saved (too late)
Time to get paid
Got a gun and a stocking mask
Niggas thought I was tryna get waves
I'mma let y'all niggas pray for it
My young niggas knocking off a K for it
Sold my soul on the back end
Only fucking way I'ma pay for it
Front that shit you put a flame on
My niggas locked in a cage for
They keep telling me to go hard
Number one spot you was made for
Yeah, I made more
Front of the grill, got a racehorse
California Crayola red
Glow In The Dark like a 'Ye tour
Fuck niggas steppin' in my lane for
Not knowing that it's a land mine
Soon as a nigga feel a cool breeze
Throw the top up like a gang sign
Red or blue, crip or blood
Solitaires, diamond studs
Like chandeliers I'ma flood
Black Jesus piece like it's dipped in mud
Fashion God's, notice mine
Roller ball spikes I'm Pokemon
Paris shit, Louboutin
Under bright lights where do you belong?
Uh, yeah
It ain't even a question
How my dough flows, I'm good to these bad hoes
Like my bush wet and un-dry like damp clothes
What y'all niggas don't know, it's easy, to pimp a hoe
Bitches betta have my, money fo' sho'
Before they go, runnin' they mouth, promotin' half
I be dickin' they, back out, go 'head, let it out
I fucks with my gat out, bounce and leave a hunnid
Making 'em feel, slutted even if they don't want it
It's been so long
Since I met a chick ain't on my tips but then I'm
Dead wrong, when I tell 'em be gone
So hold on to the feelin of flossin' and platinum
'Cause from now on, you can witness Ja the icon
With hoodies and Timb's on, 'cause I thugs my bitches
VV, studs my bitches, then we rob bitch niggas
I'm talkin' 'bout straight figures if you here, get with us
If not boo, you know what, I still fucked you
Can I get a fuck you?
I know, I know, I know, I know
There's things I gotta know 'bout the woman I love so
You know, after all is said and done
Girl, you wouldn't be satisfied with anyone
When you get rid of me
Who will the next stud be?
Play your little licker, Mr Piano Man!
Thank you Carl
Well, my daddy left home when I was three
And he didn't leave much to ma and me
Just this old guitar and an empty bottle of booze
Now, I don't blame him cause he run and hid
But the meanest thing that he ever did
Was before he left, he went and named me Sue
Well, he must o' thought that is quite a joke
And it got a lot of laughs from a' lots of folk
It seems I had to fight my whole life through
Some gal would giggle and I'd get red
And some guy'd laugh and I'd bust his head
I tell ya, life ain't easy for a boy named Sue
Well, I grew up quick and I grew up mean
My fist got hard and my wits got keen
I'd roam from town to town to hide my shame
But I made a vow to the moon and stars
That I'd search the honky-tonks and bars
And kill that man who gave me that awful name
Well, it was Gatlinburg in mid-July
And I just hit town and my throat was dry
I thought I'd stop and have myself a brew
At an old saloon on a street of mud
There at a table, dealing stud
Sat the dirty, mangy dog that named me Sue
Well, I knew that snake was my own sweet dad
From a worn-out picture that my mother'd had
And I knew that scar on his cheek and his evil eye
He was big and bent and gray and old
And I looked at him and my blood ran cold
And I said, "My name is Sue, how do you do
Now you're gonna die"
(Yeah, that's what I told him)
Well, I hit him hard right between the eyes
And he went down, but to my surprise
He come up with a knife and cut off a piece of my ear
But I busted a chair right across his teeth
And we crashed through the wall and into the street
Kicking and a' gouging in the mud and the blood and the beer
I tell ya, I've fought tougher men
But I really can't remember when
He kicked like a mule and he bit like a crocodile
I heard him laugh and then I heard him cuss
He went for his gun and I pulled mine first
He stood there lookin' at me and I saw him smile
And he said, "Son, this world is rough
And if a man's gonna make it, he's gotta be tough
And I knew I wouldn't be there to help ya along
So I give ya that name and I said goodbye
I knew you'd have to get tough or die
And it's the name that helped to make you strong"
He said, "Now you just fought one hell of a fight
And I know you hate me, and you got the right
To kill me now, and I wouldn't blame you if you do
But ya ought to thank me, before I die
For the gravel in ya guts and the spit in ya eye
'Cause I'm the son-of-a-bitch that named you Sue"
Well what could I do?
Well, there never was a hoss
Like the Tennessee Stud
Along about 18 to 25
I left Tennessee very much alive
I never would have got
Through the Arkansas mud
If I hadn't been a-ridin' on the Tennessee Stud
I had some trouble
With my sweethearts, pa
One of her brothers
Was a bad outlaw
I sent her a letter
By my Uncle Fud
An I rode away
On the Tennessee Stud
The Tennessee Stud was long and lean
The color of the sun
And his eyes were green
He had the nerve an he had the blood
And there never was a hoss like the Tennessee Stud
We drifted on down
Into no man's land
We crossed the river
Called the Rio Grande
I raced my hoss
With the Spaniards bold
'Till I got me a skin
Full-a silver an gold
Me an a gambler
Couldn't agree
We got in a fight
Over Tennessee
We jerked our guns
He fell with a thud
An I got away
On the Tennessee Stud
Well, I got as lonesome
As a man can be
A-dreamin' of my girl
In Tennessee
The Tennessee Stud's
Green eyes turned blue
'Cause he was a-dreamin'
Of a sweetheart, too
We loped right on
Across Arkansas
I wupped her brother
And I wupped her pa
I found that girl
With the golden hair
An she was a-ridin'
On the Tennessee mare
The Tennessee Stud was long an lean
The color of the sun
And his eyes were green
He had the nerve an a-he had the blood
And there never was a hoss like the Tennessee Stud
Stirrup to stirrup
And side by side
We crossed the mountains
And the valleys wide
We came to Big Muddy
And we forded the flood
On the Tennessee mare
An the Tennessee Stud
Purdy little baby
On the cabin floor
Little hoss colt
Playin' round the door
I love the girl
With the golden hair
And the Tennessee Stud
Loves the Tennessee Mare
The Tennessee Stud was long an lean
The color of the sun
And his eyes were green
He had the nerve an he had the blood
And there never was a hoss like the Tennessee Stud
